
❛ hmm — ? oh , yes , i — i’m listening . ❜ guilt touches the corners of her voice ; not quite sheepish , but gaze snaps to him , once again . she was busy staring at the man WEBBED to the wall , attempting to thrash , but unable to do much of anything . curiosity was always such a problem for her : karen wanted to TOUCH it , that webbing . write about it , maybe .
had a feeling , though , she wouldn’t have it so easy getting out .
❛ actually — ❜ he has her attention FULLY , now . contemplation visible in the way she looks at him . ❛ i have something that might help you — something about fisk’s men . but only if you help me back . i want in on it , then , too . ❜
ENTRY :: now that you’re back ›› @arachnrd.
now that you’re back is a novel by a.l. kennedy.
- ‘ you lead such a very uncomfortable life and i think about that. ’
- ‘ so any help you need…are you listening? ’
- ‘ loving someone means that you will do things for them, almost without consideration. ’
- ‘ are you sleeping better? ’
- ‘ you can have another. there’s no one else to eat them but me. ’
- ‘ take good care of yourself and remember you aren’t alone. ’
- ‘ i slept, but i woke up. i had a dream. ’
- ‘ do something good for yourself. ’
- ‘ what’s the matter, you feel sick or something? ’
- ‘ keep it safe. ’
- ‘ stop hurting. ’
- ‘ it was luck, that’s all. ’
- ‘ everything is safe. everything is alright. ’
- ‘ did something happen? ’
- ‘ i was in a tough mood that day. ’
- ‘ have a bath and go to bed and think about leaving. ’
- ‘ you’ll be praying for me? ’
- ‘ i hope you have a safe journey home. ’

Use two hands and never let go.

❛ what , are you extra worried about me today , gus ? ❜ but she isn’t even CLOSE to be annoyed , smile so very fond on painted mouth . karen touches the spot on her cheek that had been kissed , amusement crinkling her eyes . ❛ just a regular day at work . i’m sure it’ll be uneventful . want to have dinner tonight ? ❜
RICHARD SIKEN / WAR OF THE FOXES
Change pronouns as necessary and tweak sentences as appropriate!
- I am faithful to you, darling.
- When you bang on the wall you have to remember you’re on both sides of it but go ahead, yell at yourself.
- Some people don’t understand anything.
- He’s easy to desire since there’s not much to him.
- No one wants to know what’s in his head.
- To make something beautiful should be enough. It isn’t. It should be.
- You’d break your heart to make it bigger.
- Will you defend yourself? From me, I mean.
- Let’s kill something.
- I prefer to blame others, it’s easier.
- All these ghosts come streaming down and I wish I had something else.
- We all move forward anyway. Ripples in all directions.
- What is a ghost? Something dead that seems to be alive. Something dead that doesn’t know it’s dead.
- All thoughts finish themselves eventually.
- Can we love nature for what it really is: predatory?
- When you have nothing to say, set something on fire.
- I wanted to explain myself to myself in an understandable way.
- Something’s not right about what I’m doing but I’m still doing it.
- The enormity of my desire disgusts me.
- Look away but I’m still there.
- Want something to chase you? Run.
- Take only what you need.
- Never finish a war without starting another.
- I’ve seen your true face: the back of your head. If you were walking away, keep walking.
- The fear: that nothing survives. The greater fear: that something does.
- All these things and what to do with them. We carve up the world all the time.
- I like dead things. They cannot hurt me.
- We like things related to our survival: soup, arrows - they expand the range of the species.
- My body is a graveyard.
- People like to think war means something.
- Let’s admit, without apology, what we do to each other. We know who our enemies are. We know.
- There are many loves but only one war.
- You will need to comfort him, or we will never be finished with this.
- You cannot have an opponent if you keep saying yes.
- Its roots in the ground and its branches in the air, a tree is pulled in two directions.
- The boy is a bird, bad bird. He falls out of trees.
- You cannot get in the way of anyone’s path to God. You can, but it does no good.
- Some say God is where we put our sorrow.
- In the wrong light anyone can look like a darkness.
- What can you know about a person?
- Difficult thing, to be scrutinized so long.
- Even when I look away I am still looking.
- Everyone secretly wants to collaborate with the enemy, to construct a truer version of the self.
- How much can you change and get away with it, before you turn into someone else, before it’s some kind of murder?
- Why build a room you can live in? Why build a shed for your fears?
- There wasn’t much left but it felt like him, wild and scared.
- The best part of spirituality is reverence. There are other parts. Some people like to hear the sound of their own voice.
- If you don’t believe in God, then who are you talking to?
- But truth doesn’t count in law, only proof.
- Was I discovered or invented? Feels like I’ve always been here.
- Measure yourself against the truth and not the other way around.
- Perfect and completely dead.
- People don’t learn anything unless they are afraid of being left behind.
- Logic is boring because it works. Being unreasonable is exciting.
- I am your arrival, there is no refusal, we are here, you see, together, we are already here.
- This is also part of the story: how the story changes. This is something I forgot to tell you.
- You might like it here. I think that you might like it here.
- I tell you these things because I love you.
- It’s nothing like I thought it would be and closer to what I meant.
- Maybe we will wake up to the silence of shoes at the foot of the bed not going anywhere.
- It reminds me of where I was going without you.
- You know what it’s like to be alone: gimlets and vermicide. You know what it’s like to be alive, so forgiveness.
- You asked me once, What are we made of? Well, these are the things we’re made of.
- I turned my ears in all directions. I’ll live alone or in between.
- Everyone needs a place. It shouldn’t be inside of someone else.
- Your body told me in a dream it’s never been afraid of anything.
- I live in big spaces, so I’m left alone in big spaces.
- We made ourselves cold. We made ourselves snow. We smuggled ourselves into ourselves. Haunted by each other’s knowledge.
- To hide somewhere is not surrender, it is trickery.
- I try to guess your trajectory and end up telling my own story.
- I surrender my desire to be healed.
- Take it or leave it, and for the most part you take it.
- Shame comes from vanity. Shame means you’re guilty, like the rest of us, but you think you’re better than we are. Maybe you are.
- There is no new me, there is no old me, there’s just me, the same me, the whole time.
- Don’t try to make a stronger wind, you’ll wear yourself out. Build a better sail.
- You want to solve something? Get out of your own way.
- What’s the difference between me and the world? Compartmentalisation.
- I hope it’s love. I’m trying really hard to make it love.
- I clawed my way into the light but the light is just as scary.
- I’d rather quit. I’d rather be sad. It’s too much work.
- I mean, maybe it’s better if my opponent wins.
- What happens when I no longer want to meet you?
- Nothing lasts forever: we know this.
- Longing and suffering? Of course, of course. You want it to mean something.
- You can disconnect it or you can try to glue it all together.
- We could pull it apart, spend our whole lives pulling it apart and have no time left to do anything smart with the pieces.
- The sooner you embrace it, the sooner it will leave you.
- You are what you cover up.
- Noise and more noise. Noise up to heaven.
- One wonders why a story like this exists.
- I want to give you more but not everything. You don’t need everything.
- Someone has to leave first.
- He was pointing at the moon but I was looking at his hand.
- All this was prepared for me. All this was set in motion long ago.
- I stayed as long as I could. Now look at the moon.
- What does all this love amount to?
i’m gay and i love karen page

we fight every night for something
when the sun sets we’re both the s a m e

